In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Five days later, at noon.

In the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Department of Tianshui Town, in a quiet and elegant courtyard.

Two generals of the Demon Suppression Department were sitting in front of the chessboard, drinking hot tea, playing chess and chatting.

The curling hot steam rose from the teacups of the two people, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

"I say, old eagle..."

A middle-aged man with elegant temperament and graceful demeanor put a white piece on the chessboard and casually said:

"I heard from Baichuan that you not only fined him 50,000 taels of silver, but also made him chew a teapot in order to help a martial arts genius in a small place?"

"That's right, what's wrong, old fox?

As a foster father, do you want to help your adopted son?"

Xu Wenying put down a black piece, raised his eyes and glanced at his old friend, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"It just so happens that we haven't fought for decades, so we can go to the martial arts arena to stretch our muscles."

"No, no, no, I can't beat you, a martial arts madman."

Hu Qingyun waved his hands and smiled:

"I'm just a little curious, what kind of brilliant young talent can make our Lord Xu protect him so much?"

"Hmph, you will know soon."

Xu Wenying took a sip of hot tea, with a firm face:

"My eyes have always been very accurate in judging people. That kid is definitely not an ordinary person. In time, I'm afraid he will be a genius who is not inferior to Lord Ji!"

"Not inferior to Lord Ji? Isn't it a bit exaggerated?

The talent of our garrison lord is not something that everyone can match..."

Hu Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, dropped a white piece, and directly blocked a big dragon of the black piece.

"... Let's not talk about the distant past, just look at the seeded players who took the assessment this year. They have all returned victoriously, and their achievements are more impressive than each other."

"The kid from Mingjian Villa, with one sword, broke into the camp of the Giant Whale Gang and killed more than 70 bandits overnight, including two masters who broke through the mortal realm.

I heard that he has a sister who also came to participate in the assessment. Although her strength is slightly inferior, relying on the sword-controlling skills of their Mingjian Villa, I think she will not be much worse."

"The little monk from Puzhao Temple also had a brilliant record. Relying on his indestructible glass body, he fought three monsters that broke through the mortal realm alone.

After a day and night of fierce fighting, two of the three demons died and one escaped, while he himself was only slightly scratched. "

"As for the disciple of Master Ji, she is even more terrifying. Her second volume of "Blue Dragon Refining" has reached perfection, and her strength is comparable to that of a congenital!

While performing field missions, the girl even killed a remnant of the "Blood Knife Sect" in the congenital realm alone! "

"Old Eagle, even if you are optimistic about the boy's talent, is he really comparable to these geniuses with deep backgrounds?"

"This..."

Xu Wenying looked at his big dragon on the chessboard, which was trapped in a dead end, and hesitated for a moment.

But he still gritted his teeth and placed a black piece, forcing an explanation:

"Of course they are comparable! Although Gu Cheng was born in a small place, he has other adventures, and he is not much inferior to the descendants of those big forces."

"Really..."

A sly flash of cunning flashed in Hu Qingyun's eyes, and the white piece in his hand fell quietly, completely announcing the outcome of this chess game.

"Since you are so optimistic about that kid named Gu... Old Eagle, why don't we make a bet?"

"Let's bet on whether he can rank among the top five in this final assessment for the merits he has gained in this mission!"

Hu Qingyun pointed to the white jade teapot next to the chessboard, and said:

"If his score is not in the top five, you eat this teapot, otherwise I eat it.

How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

"Let's bet!" Xu Wenying gritted his teeth.

He had already lost five games in a row, and it was obvious that he was a little bit excited.

When the old man came to his senses and looked at the look of Ko Aoyou who had succeeded in his conspiracy, he suddenly realized.

Damn!

After all the trouble, this old fox is still protecting his shortcomings and wants to use this gambling game to get back his position!

Old Master Xu pulled the corner of his mouth and complained in his heart.

At this point, it would be useless for him to say anything.

He could only pray silently in his heart that the kid surnamed Gu could fight back.

Just as the two of them packed up their chess pieces and prepared to play another game.

"Adoptive father! Adoptive father!"

Sun Baichuan ran into the courtyard in a panic, and when he saw that General Xu was here, he couldn't help but choke.

"Baichuan, how many times have I told you to learn to control your emotions and stay calm at all times."

Hu Qingyun glanced at his adopted son with dissatisfaction, picked up the teacup, and blew the hot air on it.

"Adjust your breathing and speak slowly. What happened?”

“Adoptive father…”

Sun Baichuan took a deep breath and said seriously:

“Outside the Foreign Affairs Hall, someone… someone brought in the corpse of a dragon turtle in the Xiantian realm!”

Crack——

The teacup in Hu Qingyun’s hand was crushed to pieces.

He appeared in front of Sun Baichuan like a black whirlwind, grabbed his adopted son’s shoulders with both hands, and asked urgently:

“A dragon turtle in the Xiantian realm? But the Jiao Wushang of the Jiaolong Palace? That damn beast is actually dead? !”

“That beast!” Sun Baichuan nodded vigorously.

“…”

Hearing this, Hu Qingyun’s eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, his inner energy was surging, and the black cloud cloak behind him moved without wind.

Immediately soared into the sky and flew rapidly towards the direction of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

“Hey! Old fox... Alas..."

Xu Wenying raised his hand, sighed, and also flew up and quickly caught up.

"????"

Sun Baichuan was confused when he saw the two big guys flying away one after the other.

He couldn't fly, so he had to use Qinggong and ran towards the Foreign Affairs Hall along the original road.

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Tianshui Town Demon Department Yamen, Foreign Affairs Hall.

The body of the Xiantian Realm Dragon Turtle was really too huge.

Even though there were people from the Baihe County branch to help, and they could drive the Jiaoma, a high-quality means of transportation.

It took Gu Cheng and others nearly five days to transport the goods back to Tianshui City.

That is, the body of the Xiantian Realm big demon is quite magical, Flesh and blood are extremely difficult to rot, otherwise the smell of this thing would definitely be very touching...

The dragon turtle monster corpse, which was as big as a hill, was quietly placed in the square outside the Foreign Affairs Hall, attracting many black-shirted lieutenants to stop and watch.

Except for Chen Xuejiao who was still seriously injured and unconscious, she was sent to the outside of the medical hall.

The injuries of Su Yanan and several other lieutenants were no longer serious.

They were standing near the dragon turtle monster corpse, feeling the gazes of their colleagues around them, and they felt quite proud.

Although this head was not theirs, it was also an honor to get an assist from such a powerful enemy.

"Strange? Where did Brother Gu and the other two go?"

Fang Xu looked around and found that the three newcomers who participated in the assessment had all left the team, and he couldn't help but be very confused.

"Gu Cheng said that he didn't like to show up in public or join in the fun, so he went back to his small courtyard to rest in advance. "

Su Yanan stood aside and explained softly:

"Cao Jianxin happened to live in the same courtyard with him, so they went back together."

"Well, he works in a high-profile manner and lives a low-profile life. He has made such a great contribution and can remain calm in the face of praise or criticism. He is really a material for doing great things!"

Fang Xu nodded softly with admiration on his face.

Just then.

Two figures wearing black cloud cloaks suddenly flew from afar and landed in front of the dragon turtle corpse.

It was Hu Qingyun and Xu Wenying.